He bathed her and probed her. He nibbled her and sucked her as he would have with the neck of a teenage date… hoping to leave a hickey between her l...gs. He felt her lips engorge with the vacuum he created and felt her shiver as his tongue passed over them. She was so wet. He had sucked from her all of his cum that he could but she flowed with her own wetness until it pooled at the bottom of her cleft and ran down between her cheeks. He slipped his finger across the puckered tightness of her. After the orgasms, I basked in her care and attention. She was rapidly becoming less of a crush and more of an addiction.She took me home about eight o'clock after a quick shower and a few more passionate kisses. We made a date for Monday evening at the Y—she'd be there for the swim session—and I unlocked my door. After hastily stripping my clothes, I collapsed onto the bed, exhausted and very happy.It was a struggle to get up and moving on Monday morning, but I made it to work with three. Still, none of them could hold a candle to Sandy. A few of the women did ask me to go out with them, and I almost took them up on it. It was a good thing I didn't (I didn't want to strand Jake and Sandy there because I was their only ride) or I would have missed out on the chance of a lifetime. I explained my predicament to one rather hot redhead and she understood, giving me her number and directing me to call her real soon. I wandered around and kept my eye on Jake and especially Sandy. They. Women he knew; some that he even worked with, Jeff would give graphic descriptions of the way he fucked them and their enjoyment of his cock. Alistair remembered one girl that Jeff had been fucking. She worked in his office and was just nineteen years old; she was also engaged to be married. She used to drop by his flat on her way home from work. Her boyfriend thought that she always worked an extra half and hour to help her boss out. It was partly true of course; she was helping her boss out..